As I was driving to work the other day, it occurred to me that I have owned at least five new cars in my lifetime, and for most of the time I was really excited to have them. I would wash and wax the cars frequently and worry about dents and scratches. The older I get, however, the less I care about those things. I just want to get from A to B in a reliable car that doesn't give me problems. I don't think I wash my car more than three times a year, and I never wax it!
That made me think about other ways growing older has affected me. I used to read People Magazine as a guilty pleasure, and I still do. However, now I realize I have no idea who some of these people are!
When I was going to college, I lived with several roommates, and you can imagine the noise we used to make (especially when we were ready to go out and "party"). Now, noise bothers me and I don't like going out. I don't even like hearing the neighbors. I guess I am one of those cranky old ladies now.
And forget about those late night runs to Taco Bell - now I can barely think about eating at night without getting heartburn! Heck, I can barely think about food at all without gaining 10 pounds.
I guess I am entering a phase in my life that all people go through. Afterall, I am now at an age (almost 40) that when I was young I considered to be "ancient". It never occurred to me I would be this old someday. Time flies.
